This is a song about "My fucken limp"

It's now fucken done you lose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

You're very attractive, and notice that

Stand limp back weighted with the weight planet

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

You have the look of somnolence, it's your limp game

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be

Fuck that now trying get the money

This life i chose

Cause your life fucken blows

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Tried to lock my fucken door n go praying

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws